Chapter 1467
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Although her singing wasn't good, her voice was very good. It had a kind of graceful and gentle tone. When she was studying, there was a special feeling to it.
She held the book with both hands. Lu Xingzhi's hand was on her waist. After a while, that hand moved and grabbed one of her hands that was holding the book. Then, he put it under the blanket and held it over his heart.
She could clearly feel the strong rhythm of his heartbeat in the palm of that hand. She could also feel the heat of his palm.
This was a man who was wrapped in ice on the outside, but his heart was burning with a ball of fire.
The ward was very quiet. Only her gentle voice was by his ear.
Her soft hand was in his palm and pressed against his heart. He liked to feel the warmth of her palm. He even liked that she was obedient and let him hold her hand.
Even after so many things had happened, she still trusted him and relied on him.
He gently closed his eyes. Perhaps because her voice was by his side, his mind was no longer thinking of the scenes that made him unable to sleep. Instead, he thought of the first time they met.
Her hair was tied in two braids as she skipped around the campus. She looked in his direction with a smile in her eyes. He knew that she didn't see him, and he also knew that she wasn't smiling at him. However, at that moment, her smile still crashed into the bottom of his heart, and he greedily locked it in his memory.
The first time she hugged him and said that she missed him, her sick little face was pale and her watery eyes told him that she was enduring the feelings for him.
The first time he had her, she bit her lip and her face was covered in tears. Later, she was shy and clumsy as she pandered to him. Later, she was crying and begging for mercy under his body. She angrily scratched his back and kicked him to stop …
It turned out that from the first time he saw her, every scene after that was carefully stored away by his subconscious.
Sleepiness came without warning, and he wasn't prepared to resist.
Jiang Yao read for about forty minutes before she felt Lu Xingzhi's breathing gradually stabilize.
He had finally fallen asleep.
She sighed almost inaudibly. The worry in her heart that had been hanging in her heart all day was finally put down.
Zhou Weiqi was right. She was her medicine.
But that didn't seem right.
She was not only his medicine, but also his heart.
"Good night, Xingzhi." She gently put down the book in her hand and pressed her face against his arm. She lay beside him and looked at his tired face, which was rare for him to sleep.
The next morning, the two of them were awakened by the chirping of sparrows outside the window. Like an invisible tacit understanding, the two of them opened their sleepy eyes at the same time. The first thing they saw was each other's sober face.
Jiang Yao's eyes were full of smiles. "Good morning!"
Her greeting was answered with an overwhelming number of kisses, kisses filled with surprise and excitement.
An extremely lingering kiss continued until Zhou Weiqi casually walked in with breakfast. Zhou Weiqi stood at the door, dumbfounded. Jiang Yao blushed like a ripe apple and pushed Lu Xingzhi away.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh ~ It's so early in the morning, I'm afraid I'll get a needle eye." Zhou Weiqi shuffled into the room, carefully observing Lu Xingzhi's expression.
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